plumtexan
117/365: troublemakers
I got a little "uh-oh" and a big grin as I settled into a pew with Amy and Mo (and our respective honeys) at Sarah's wedding. It was almost as if the bride had anticipated the lack of 12-year-old boys, but decided that brand of humor was what the proceedings required.
I say this because that's what tends to happen when the three of us are in the same place. There's a lot of snickering about things like "balls" and "sticks" and "unit" and "sausage," and just a load (heh, load) of all-around silliness.
Here, the framing sort of...well...sucks. But we were having a lot of fun anyway. And it was a really lovely wedding. A few more shots of the fun, coming soon.
117/365: troublemakers
I got a little "uh-oh" and a big grin as I settled into a pew with Amy and Mo (and our respective honeys) at Sarah's wedding. It was almost as if the bride had anticipated the lack of 12-year-old boys, but decided that brand of humor was what the proceedings required.
I say this because that's what tends to happen when the three of us are in the same place. There's a lot of snickering about things like "balls" and "sticks" and "unit" and "sausage," and just a load (heh, load) of all-around silliness.
Here, the framing sort of...well...sucks. But we were having a lot of fun anyway. And it was a really lovely wedding. A few more shots of the fun, coming soon.